Chapter 28 – It Will Change From Today
“It’s 3:00 in the morning, and the report has to be submitted by noon today, so the remaining time is nine hours.
Besides that, minus three hours to correct the details about the master, we have to catch Isabelle within six hours.”
“…Mmm.”
As soon as he came to his senses, he washed up and came out, and Noah, who was well groomed, continued his explanation with a serious face.
Even at a glance, Noah’s handling of work as a human being seems to have been messed up, but is it still rotten?
I only ordered ‘Tell me what you know about Isabelle’, but I didn’t expect him to come out with such a serious attitude…
“First of all, the reason I explain like this is because the other person is Isabelle.
As the owner must have felt, that woman is stricter and thorough than anyone else.
And I hate that she seems to be flattered, but her ability to do her job is second to none.”
“…Why did such a great woman accidentally kill Jaehyuk?”
“… I’m not sure about that either. This is the second time I’ve been on a mission with that sister, but
She had never seen her act so impetuously and lose her temper. Uhm, whatever…”
Noah fixes her throat and takes out a document from his bag.
The document Noah held out to her contained Isabelle’s picture and information.
“Her name is Isabelle Kang, and her Korean surname is said to be after her stepfather’s surname.
Age 24, she is a veteran with 8 years of experience as a field agent. That’s great, I’m in my second year now.”
She looked young, but I didn’t know she was about a year older than Hyemi.
If you’ve been collecting masks from people like me for 8 years, did you start doing this when you were 16 or 17?
Flipping through her documents, there was a photo of Isabel, who had a strong body for a woman, her career, and information about her mission.
To be honest, except for the pictures, the written contents were not the contents that would come into my head. It’s like looking at the back of a mask.
“…Is it really that great?”
“Yeah, even if that sister did her duty, she would do it more than 40 times and come back without her injuries.
Usually, field agents have a 30% chance of returning safely, and most of them become saints, die, or become crippled.”
“…”
“The owner of the mask killed 22 people on such a dangerous mission, and the saintess was a human weapon that captured 46 by herself.
He is a crazy person who can win a melee with a saint woman who has physical abilities twice as strong as an average adult man, 3 to 1, and outnumbered.”
“…Is that okay?”
“It seems to be that way. Even records say that he beat three saints with a triple stick…
If you use firearms, you’ll easily win 5 to 1. I was very reassured when I was a human like you, but it’s really helpless from the saintess’ point of view.
I left the use of her body to this older sister and hid behind her, so I didn’t know when she was sucking honey, but she was such a scary human being…”
Noah sips a paper cup filled with mixed coffee with her eyes wide open and sighs deeply.
After hearing the story, I started to feel helpless, so I let out a sigh as well.
The first thought that came to my mind was ‘How do I get hold of something like that?’
My thoughts changed thanks to Noah who opened his eyes wide as if something flashed and put the cup down.
“Ah! Come to think of it, I have more important information about Isabelle!”
“What?”
Information that might be the only way to catch Isabelle.
Anticipating such a thing, I touched my lips and looked at Noah.
“Hmm… It’s hard to explain… That sister knows how to ‘out-of-body’.”
“…Poop!”
As soon as Noah finished speaking, a rupture heard from the right side of the bed.
Her mother, who was playing a game on her phone, suppressed her expression, holding back her sneer.
“…Hey, lady. What’s funny?”
“…It’s an out-of-body thing, a lie that even elementary school students won’t believe these days…”
“…Huhu…”
She smiles silently and grabs Noah’s wrist as he slowly pulls her pistol out of her bag.
“No, no. Tell me first, what is an out-of-body thing? You know how to do that?”
I changed the topic to stop Noah, who seemed like he would shoot me at any moment, but I decided to be a little more serious.
There is no reason for Noah, who has become a saint, to lie to me like this.
If Noah isn’t lying, Isabelle can really ‘out-of-body’.
Out-of-body, leaving the body behind and taking out the soul. Do you really do what you only see on variety shows or movies?
“…I don’t know the details, but Isabel is capable of the common out-of-body.
What’s different from out-of-body that people know is that you can create an alter ego called a mental body.
I heard that you leave your body behind and transfer your consciousness to that alter ego and move… You can fight in that state, and you can see the inside of others.”
“That’s possible? Really? How?”
“Uh…Well, the story I heard from her sister said, ‘I was able to do it because of the mask,’ but she didn’t elaborate.
Anyway, I’m very envious. During the investigation, it is possible to determine the lie of the subject of investigation in that state, and to distinguish the saint.
When you fall apart and join me, hide in a nearby place and check me with your clone body first. Didn’t she become a saint…
Even if you go into battle in that state, you will immediately return to your physical body if you are in danger, so you have an insurance policy.”
“…Is that a lie?”
“…No, I wish I was lying too…”
Yeah, I changed my mind again.
From ‘How can I catch something like that?’ To ‘Oh, I can’t catch this.’
If everything Noah said is true, there is no way to catch Isabelle.
Hyemi noona who was stronger than me. Such a holy woman possesses the strength to withstand multiple attacks,
Even if she somehow manages to drive her into a corner, if Isabelle was an alter ego, she is all in vain.
“Whoa…”
“Um, Master, by any chance, how many saints do you have, including me and that auntie?”
As she sighs and wipes her face, she carefully asks Noah.
It was immediately clear what the intent of the question was.
“…No, I don’t intend to force the saints to fight.”
Absolutely not. Hyemi noona, Yunsol, noona’s mother, and even Noah.
If I give an order, they will try to carry out the order even though they know they will die.
She is not convinced that she will win even if all four of them cling to Isabelle, who is said to have beaten three saints by herself.
Either way, if they end up in danger or Isabelle pulls out her gun, they could all die.
That will never happen, even if I die.
“…Master, but there’s no way. As long as you don’t hit her directly with force, there’s no way to catch that Isabelle…”
“…Did you tell me everything about Isabelle?”
“Yes? Uh, yes… First of all, all the information I have…”
“Thank you, I’ll think about it later, so could you give me some time?”
“Ah, eh, hehe… Yes, I understand…♡”
As he stroked Noah’s cheek while praising him, the corner of his mouth loosened up.
I think of her as she dyes her jade-colored eyes with her affection, and wraps her fingers around her with her long tongue.
Isabelle’s information obtained so far. Overwhelming force, detailed observation, sensitive alertness, the safety device of out-of-body…
Her impenetrable castle, which is virtually impenetrable to her, must be brought down within 5 hours and 30 minutes ahead of her.
What is it? A small crack in that solid wall, you have to find it. Think, think… Think…
“Ah.”
…If so…
“Noah.”
“Oh, your master?”
“That out-of-body thing, how far can the main body and the alter ego go?”
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‘Well done. We’ll join you at the park at the address at 6:00 am.’
“Ha…”
The alarm that rang from the terminal provided for the mission was Noah’s call he had been waiting for.
In the dorm room, I look at my reflection in the mirror while arranging her wet silver hair.
“…”
I couldn’t stay calm. Because of the momentary clouded judgment, the civilian died in the end.
“…I killed…”
She shut her mouth tightly.
The mask that failed to be sealed at headquarters in England is the mask that killed my biological father.
It was a mask that turned my mother and friend into saints, and in the end, it was an abomination that took away even the benefactor who took care of me.
A headache stabbing a corner of her head reminds her of her childhood, which she can’t forget.
“Ugh…!”
I remember the rough touch and fear that I don’t want to think of with my eyes closed.
A mask that his father, an ordinary farmer, picked up and contracted with it to become a monster who moves according to his sexual desire.
The sound of a man and a woman overlapping their bodies that I hear every night with my mother, who was the first to become a saint at the hands of my father.
My father, who had become a monster, did not stop there, and even made my only friend who lived next door into a saint and coveted his body.
At that time, I was only 10 years old.
My father, unable to control his rising desire, tried to make me, his own daughter, a saint.
My mother, who greeted me with a smile every day when I came home from school, and my friends who I played with giggled and grabbed my limbs.
Just before the strange characters drawn on the back of the mask covered my face, my father died with an explosion.
Mother and her friend, an orphaned saint, have also been transformed into unrecognizable chunks of meat monsters.
A gunshot wound through his father’s forehead, blood and brain fragments pouring out of the hole.
I still can’t forget the sensation that my socks were soaked with the sticky blue liquid that my mother and friend, who had lost their human form, were spitting out.
‘Are you okay?’
The man with a benevolent smile reached out his hand to me who was frozen in fear.
My father who cared for and raised me when I became an orphan in an instant.
He adopted me, who is of a different nationality and not related by blood, and had dinner with me and gave me a place to sleep.
To be honest, the 6 years I spent with him were brighter and happier than the 10 years I spent with my real parents.
He was proud of his father’s last name, and he wanted to visit his hometown, so he begged him to teach him the language as well.
And he did not want to go through pain again, so he accepted strict training despite the dissuade of the drill instructor.
If that happens to me again, this time I’ll take everything into my own hands.
To be able to rescue a child like me like a father, to pay back the favor to the organization that saved me.
But that opportunity never came to me.
There was a case when a new agent sent out a rescue signal and lost contact.
My father was already retired, but he got on the plane because he didn’t have an agent to carry out the rescue mission.
Result? The father shot and killed a female agent who had already become a saint, and rescued the agent and civilian who were accompanying her.
Then he became the owner of the mask and took his own life by shooting himself in the head.
The father brilliantly seized the chance to break the bridle with his own hands so that the number of victims would not increase any more.
“…”
But I was alone again.
No memory remains after that. I just trained like crazy, learned, performed missions, and improved my performance.
In England, the country where his father died, to apply to the British headquarters where he retrieved the mask sealed by his father and work there.
One day, in order to break that mask with my own hands, I set foot on my hometown again, a past I don’t want to recall.
Surely, surely, with my own hands——
I made a promise, and the opportunity finally came.
A chance to deal with the owner of the mask, the mask that took everything from my father’s country.
But it was too hasty.
Noah, who was an accompanying agent, objected to the killing of the owner, who seemed to be of reason, for the benefit of the Korean headquarters.
In the meantime, what if more women become saints, and the man dies and a new master emerges before she can wield her hand?
What if more men became masters and more women became saints in this land, in their father’s country?
Later, when I died and met my father, I felt the fear I felt as a child thinking that I would no longer have a face to see.
So, without discussing it with Noah, he mixed amnestics into the coffee of owner Choi Woo-joo and civilian Park Jae-hyeok.
It wouldn’t be effective for the owner, but he planned to deal with it at least once while he felt dizziness as a side effect.
It was an arbitrary act that I did not want to give the civilian man the pain of the death of his friend.
But in the end, the person who shouldn’t have died because of it.
“…I’m really sorry, I’m sorry…”
Apologies for the picture of the civilian man, Park Jae-hyeok, on the table and with his father.
I’m sorry Noah, but I have no intention of covering up this incident.
It’s my fault. Whether it’s punishment from my father’s country or punishment from the organization, I intend to receive anything.
There will be no damage to Noah, who accompanied me, but more than anything, I am afraid that my father, whom I will meet someday, will be disappointed in me.
I pray to my father and God, who are probably watching from somewhere, and put on my clothes.
I put all my equipment and materials in my bag and head to the park at the address Noah sent me.
The park is a 30-minute walk from the accommodation. If you roll your eyes, the neighborhood is a residential area, and the immediate vicinity is a subway station.
Why is this a place to join? Noah must have known very well that nothing good comes from having too many eyes…
“…”
Something is strange.
I remembered Noah’s irritation, who always scolded me for being suspicious, but I couldn’t get rid of her sense of incongruity.
Before entering the park, she puts her bag down in front of the public toilet at the entrance.
Of which she enters the first compartment, sits on the toilet, and exhales a relaxed breath.
“…Whoa…”
She closes her eyes, concentrates, and when she sees me standing right in front of her…
“…Done.”
Two legs that were obviously sitting, but were standing before I knew it.
When I slowly opened my closed eyes again, I saw myself sitting on the toilet with relaxed eyes.
Normally, Noah would protect my defenseless body, but now I am alone.
Still, you can rest assured here. Nearby, elderly people exercising and civilians preparing to go to work pass by the road.
If there is something unusual, the neighborhood will soon become noisy, and in that case, you just have to return to your body immediately.
“Okay then…”
Leaving my body behind, I turn around, relax my body and go through the door.
I pack the bag I left in front of the bathroom and go inside the park to find Noah.
…
But where are you? As much as it’s a materialized alter ego, it should be visible to Noah’s eyes…
…
I can’t. Let’s go back to the body for now. The more I think about it, the weirder it gets, the weirder it gets.
Noah, who had not been contacted for the past few hours, said that she would ‘cover things up’ and with a high probability she would have gone to see the owner of the mask.
If so, the possibility that Noah has become a saint also arises, and it is possible that her summoning me is itself a trap.
Back then, I was preparing for my comeback with my eyes gently closed and thinking of my body sitting in the bathroom.
“Ah, sister! I’ve been looking for you for a long time… Why are you so late?”
“…Noah.”
I turned around at the playful voice I heard and saw Noah standing there.
Noah is smiling brightly, which is contrary to her last conversation, which was obviously not good.
“…”
“Why are you staring at me so intently? Huhu…”
“…I warned you so much, I’m sorry Noah.”
As she exhaled her bitter breath, she took out her triplet prepared from her bag and unfolded it.
Not the pure white soul of an ordinary person, but Noah’s soul stained with that dirty jade color.
“…You noticed right away. But there’s no need to be sorry~
Does she really feel good when she becomes a saint? Ha… ♡ I thought the owner gave her a prize when he caught her sister?
If my sister calmly follows me, she can get stuck in her master’s cock… So… Will you follow me?”
“…Refuse.”
As I braced her, I put strength into her hand that held her triplet.
Noah pulls out her gun as she smiles quietly as if she knew that her words would no longer work.
“…Because Master said that as long as he doesn’t kill me, it doesn’t matter at least one wound. Now, then—”
“────”
The moment Noah’s finger caught her trigger, she quickly lifted her leg.
Then, using the foot on the opposite side of her lifted foot as a pivot, I rammed the lifted foot into the head of someone standing behind me.
Pooh–!!
“How big?!”
Black shadows roll across the park floor, raising dust.
“…Fuck…”
A man spitting curse words while wiping the blood from his nose.
It was Choi Woo-joo, the owner of the mask.
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